Chapter 301: It'll Get Wet Eventually Anyway[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 301: It'll Get Wet Eventually Anyway[R-18]
I carried the unconscious, limp Ryuz back to her room.
The sight of her twitching in my arms was quite erotic.
Her massive tits and ass made her look sexy even when she was just lying there limp.
I cleaned the naked Ryuz up and laid her on the bed.
Of course, I put her panties back on.
‘Ryuz has been sleeping in just her underwear lately, so this should be fine. It'd be weird to suddenly put her in pajamas.’
I’d done this so many times now that I knew exactly where the Armeina women kept their underwear.
Thanks to my familiarity with the task, I finished everything and still had more time left than I expected.
‘I should use this time to clean up.’
As expected after sleeping with two women, the room was a mess.
The sheets were already starting to dry and stiffen, and several spots were soaked through.
It was a mix of sweat, vaginal fluids, tears, and the breast milk Ryuz had leaked.
The spots where the women had been fucked on their backs, leaking their fluids, were visibly drenched.
It was so blatant that anyone could tell the women here had a very good time.
‘There's still time before Lorein gets here. I should clean up beforehand.’
She probably wouldn't appreciate having sex in a place where I'd just been rolling around with another woman.
Of course, the Armeina women already knew plenty about my sex life.
We had even had a fivesome, so it was only natural.
But that didn't mean they took it for granted.
‘They all have a subtle but strong possessive and jealous streak.’
It was like a competition between women who love the same man.
Especially a prideful type like Lorein, who tended to be bothered by such things.
Even if she didn't like it, her libido was strong enough that she'd still have sex, but she would act a bit standoffish about it.
And it went without saying it'd be worse if the person I was with before was her own younger sister.
‘Besides, I'd rather have sex in a clean room myself.’
-Snap!
Having made my decision, I snapped my fingers lightly.
The magic I cast immediately began to automatically clean the room.
Since coming to the Armeina estate, the two things I've done the most and gotten best at are sex and cleaning magic.
Fucking women every day meant I had to clean the room just as often.
It's a good thing I'm a magician; otherwise, the cleanup would have been a real pain.
“Spotless.”
Before long, my room was back to its original state.
The sheets were replaced with fresh, fluffy ones, and I put the used ones in my subspace.
A magically animated mop wiped the floor clean.
After clearing everything else away, the room felt even cleaner than it was before we had sex.
As I was admiring my own magic skills, there was a perfectly timed knock on the door.
-Knock, knock.
Two quick knocks, without a word.
A habit of a certain woman that I had now come to recognize.
“Come in.”
The door opened slowly at my response.
Standing there was a woman with long, flowing black hair.
A slender body that would put most models to shame and a slightly prim face.
Her beautiful black eyes looked at me.
“Have you been waiting long?”
“No, I was just setting the mood.”
“Hmph. Now of all times? How sentimental.”
“Well, my only wish is for you to have a good time.”
“Pfft! What was that?”
Lorein, who had been standing with her arms crossed and a strange expression, finally burst out laughing.
It was a smile so beautiful it felt like the whole world was brightening.
It was amazing how her figure and the lines of her legs were so captivating even when she was just standing still.
She was beautiful enough to be photographed and put on a magazine cover right then and there.
‘If Ryuz has a voluptuous body with an overwhelmingly large chest and ass, Lorein's is more like a firm, toned model's.’
They were sisters, but their body types were so completely different that I never got tired of fucking them one after the other.
Of course, it's hard to say which one is better.
Every woman's body, breasts, and pussy has its own unique charm.
Feeling a renewed sense of pleasure, I let my eyes trail over Lorein from head to toe.
“You're dressed more lightly than I expected.”
“You just strip me naked before we do anything anyway, no matter what I'm wearing. Isn't this better?”
“Oh? So now you're even considering my habits when we have sex?”
“...I just don't want to get my clothes dirty.”
Lorein replied, a little coyly.
She was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and dolphin shorts.
Overall, it was a comfortable outfit for wearing indoors.
But that didn't mean it wasn't sexy.
Her large breasts pressed against the white T-shirt, proudly announcing their presence.
And it was hard to tear my eyes away from the pale white thighs revealed below her dolphin shorts.
Despite her height and model-like figure, her breasts were, true to an Armeina woman, quite large.
‘She's basically walking porn at this point.’
Every morning when she went jogging, her huge breasts bouncing, the young men of the estate must have felt like their dicks were about to explode.
That's not a body you can hide just by wearing clothes.
A woman's body is always sexiest not when it's unconcealed, but when it's un-concealable.
“...Your gaze is a little too intense.”
Lorein, who had been standing still at the door, said with narrowed eyes.
She must have found my stare quite blatant.
Well, it's not like I was trying to hide it.
“Your body is so beautiful, I can't help but stare.”
“Hmph. Don't you get tired of looking at it every day?”
“Never. It's a new body every day I see it.”
“...Well, I do train hard every day.”
Lorein blushed and turned her face slightly to the side.
It wasn't as dramatic a reaction as Ryuz's, but Lorein was still a woman, and she was happy to be complimented.
Of course, that was only because it was me. If any other man had said it, she would have already broken his arm for sexual harassment.
“By the way, do you notice anything different?”
“...Different?”
Lorein tilted her head for a moment.
She looked around carefully, searching for something, but her expression never changed.
“I don't see anything. Did something change?”
“I'm a little disappointed. I changed the bedsheets.”
“...How was I supposed to know that?”
Lorein muttered, dumbfounded.
Still, she touched the sheets and pretended to notice, saying, “They are soft...”
When it came down to it, she had a soft spot for her own people.
In that moment, I glanced toward the wall where the Hero was.
‘It seems even someone with senses as sharp as Lorein's can't notice.’
Being a swordswoman, Lorein's senses are far superior to an ordinary person's.
So I thought she might feel a sense of unease, even if she couldn't see inside the wall.
Fortunately, the presence-concealing magic seems to be working properly.
“...So? What's the special occasion for calling me to your room like this?”
Lorein asked, lightly twirling a strand of her hair.
A man and a woman, lightly dressed, in the same room at this late hour.
Given all the time we'd spent together, the purpose was obvious, and she had come knowing full well what it was.
And yet, she deliberately asked to hide her shyness, which I found incredibly cute.
“I just thought we could take our time and enjoy ourselves for once.”
“Take our time?”
“How about we start with a light massage? I haven't given you one in a while, so you must be feeling a bit stiff, right?”
“Mmm... Now that you mention it, I guess I am.”
Lorein rotated her arm lightly.
She was as addicted to my massages as she was to sex.
Of course, they brought her just as much pleasure.
I had conditioned her to be this way.
Using my blessing, the ‘Touch of the Succubus,’ a woman feels pleasure from my touch alone.
Having been subjected to it constantly, Lorein's body was now completely accustomed to my massages—no, to my touch.
‘It's gotten to the point where if I don't do it for a while, she'll ask for it herself.’
She says she starts to feel a little off if she goes too long without one.
That's how good my massages feel, enough to make even the prideful Lorein want them.
And now that I'd offered to give her one after so long, her body was already heating up in anticipation.
“So, should I lie face down now?”
“Let's get your clothes off first.”
“...Already?”
“Your panties are going to get wet anyway.”
Lorein frowned slightly, but what I said was true.
When I gave her a massage, Lorein would soak not only her clothes but also her panties with sweat.
Well, her panties got wet more from her fluids than from sweat, but still.
“...Fine, I'll take my clothes off. But I'm keeping my underwear on.”
“Whatever you're comfortable with. I happen to love how sexy you look in your underwear anyway.”
“...Pervert.”
Was refusing to take off her underwear her last shred of pride?
Though I wondered if that stubbornness had any meaning when she was fine being in her underwear.
She had already given me her body and heart, yet she stubbornly refused to be led on by a younger man.
This, too, was a charm unique to Lorein, something you couldn't see in the other women.
‘The sense of conquest I get from making a woman like this moan is absolutely thrilling.’
Lorein blushed slightly as she took off her T-shirt and dolphin shorts.
They were thin clothes to begin with, so as soon as her legs slipped out of the shorts, her slender yet firm body was revealed.
A truly perfect body, created by the combination of cheat-level genetics and dedicated training.
A smooth stomach and navel, without a hint of fat.
Below that, her prominent hips and sleek legs were impressive.
“Haaah, I don't know how I ended up like this, casually stripping in front of a man.”
Even though she'd done it countless times, she seemed to find it absurd all over again.
Of course, apart from that, her body was already responding faithfully.
I could see her nipples hardening beneath her bra.
“Shall we begin, then?”
“...Mhm.”
At my words, Lorein lay face down on my bed.
In the glance she shot me, I could already feel her anticipation for the pleasure to come.
A captivating gaze and a beautiful rear view that would make any man's heart race.
Finally, it seemed I could let the Hero in the wall hear how his ‘older sister’ moans.